Imperial Crown.

Chapter 22 Lord Raven, You Are an Angel

"Hey, Sir Knight!" Goyle laughed and punched Simon's shoulder: "When you gain territory in the future, don't forget us old brothers!"

"No, no!" Simon waved his hands hurriedly, not knowing how to respond for a moment: "Brother Goyle, please stop joking with me."

Goyle's tone was sour: "You are just kidding. Who would believe you if you said you were not a knight in this plate armor?"

Simon scratched his cheek shyly, but his hair was caught by the gap between his gauntlets again. He grimaced in pain: "Ouch..."

"Hahaha, kid, don't move!" When Gao Er saw this scene, his unhappiness dissipated a lot, and he walked forward to help him untie the hair that was tangled in the gaps between his fingernails.

He is so envious!

It was obvious that he was the one who served in the castle first, but Simon was the first to put on plate armor.

The armor surface is as smooth as a mirror, and it comes with shoulder armor, hand armor, crotch armor, leg armor and combat boots. After taking off the armor, the only gap on the whole body that is exposed for observing the outside world is the helmet. It can be said that the protection is flawless. Wearing such a suit on the battlefield, the chance of survival is at least three or four times that of others!
However, no matter how envious or even a little jealous he was, he was not too surprised that Simon received such an honor.

This kid's progress is really fast.

Although he was born a serf who didn't even know the letters, his speed in accepting and understanding new things was even faster than him and Link, and his performance in the previous fight against the bandits was even more impressive.

With his feet nailed to the ground, he did not waver even when the enemy came close. If he had not been there like a nail in the front, the formation might have been disrupted long ago.

But Lord Raven is very generous. Today, Simon can be equipped with plate armor, so I, Gao Erwei, may not have no chance in the future!

"What are you two doing here? I'm so busy!" Link came over in a chainmail, holding a large box in his hands: "Hurry, help me carry it!"

Simon hurried over and held the box in his arms: "It's so heavy, what is this?"

Link didn't say anything and opened the box directly. Under the sunlight, it reflected a dazzling white light.

Silver coins! A box full of silver coins!

"Wow..." Goyle's eyes widened, he reached out and touched the silver coins, exclaiming: "You have looted the adults' treasure house, and are planning to instigate the two of us to run away together?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Link didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped his hand down: "This is a bonus for us, and compensation for our dead brothers."

"Five silver coins for each living person, twenty silver coins for the disabled, and fifty silver coins for each family of the dead!"

"Then this is mine." Reaching out and pulling out five silver coins, Goyle praised, "Lord Raven is really generous. I've been a soldier for so many years, and this is the first time I've heard of getting paid for winning a battle. Don't you think so, Simon?"

He smiled and looked at Simon, only to find that the man's eyes had turned red at some point, his lips were trembling, and tears were falling.

He cried.

At this moment he thought of his dead grandfather.

If Lord Raven had inherited the territory earlier, he could have obtained these five silver coins earlier, and he wouldn't have to starve himself to death just to save a few mouthfuls of food!

In fact, during the previous battle against the bandits, he was filled with fear and tension, and even had some wild thoughts.

If I die, how will the three women in the family live?

But now, all he felt in his heart was deep guilt and gratitude.

Each soldier who died in battle could receive fifty silver coins.

Fifty of them!

Even if the man dies, she can use the money as capital to raise chickens and sheep.

A ewe costs fifteen silver coins, and a hen costs one silver coin. By then, you can raise two sheep and a few hens.

A kilogram of goat's milk cost six copper coins, an egg cost two copper coins, and the black bread and whole wheat flour they bought were enough to support a family of three!

I deserve to be damned for having the audacity to doubt Lord Raven!
"Lord Raven must be an angel, he is so kind!" Simon sniffed: "Then I will go and distribute the silver coins to them, I know where the dead people are!" "We all know that too." Link smiled and patted his shoulder: "Wipe your tears, since you are going to distribute the compensation on behalf of Lord Raven, you can't go there in disgrace!"

A few hours later.

Old Gordon knocked on Raven's door. Raven was staring at the magic core on the table in a daze. Hearing the voice, he said, "Come in."

The door was opened, Raven turned around and laughed out loud: "Mr. Gordon, why are you the one delivering food to me today?"

"It's not lunch, sir." Gordon took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his head. "This is a gift from the people."

"A gift for me?" Raven was surprised. He took the basket and put it on the table. He lifted the cover and was stunned.

It was a basket of four-leaf clovers, fresh and juicy.

The four-leaf clover is a variant of the three-leaf clover. Usually only one four-leaf clover can be found among hundreds of three-leaf clovers. This basket has more than fifty four-leaf clovers, which is enough to show how much thought the person who collected it put into it.

This represents the heartfelt gratitude of the people of Eagle Town.

"One leaf brings honor

One leaf brings wealth

One leaf brings love

One leaf brings health.”

Old Gordon sang in an elegant tone: "My Lord Baron, I used to think you were too wasteful and wasted meaningless money on the untouchables. Now it seems that your wisdom and foresight far surpass my old bones."

"With only a few hundred silver coins spent, your achievements have surpassed all the ancestors of Eagle Territory. Before you, no one has ever been so supported by the people of the territory from the bottom of their hearts."

A smile appeared on Raven's lips. He did expect that he would be able to gain some good impressions, but he didn't expect it to have such a good effect.

The majesty from the lord can force people to die, while gratitude from the heart can make people willingly sacrifice their lives.

Even if it is the same death, the effects it brings may be completely different.

The former is forced to die, while the latter will bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy even at the last moment of his life.

Old Gordon left with admiration, and Raven turned his attention back to the magic core in front of him.

They were three red date-sized, black crystal-like diamond-shaped objects taken from the back of the head of the blood-eyed warhorse, and were the source of their extraordinary power.

Raven opened the Eye of Truth. With this vision, he could clearly see a dark red light lingering in the magic core.

Holding the magic core in his hand, he felt a tingling sensation, like an electric shock. No matter how Raven turned his wrist, the dark red light was like a small insect, always sticking close to his palm.

"Is this the extraordinary power..." Raven muttered to himself: "If I eat it, can I also become a first-level extraordinary?"

This is of course a joke.

The market price of a first-level magic core is only one gold coin, but a bottle of first-level divine potion costs as much as three hundred gold coins.

If eating two magic cores could make one become extraordinary, how could one sell potions?

Throwing the magic core on the table, Raven held a belt in his hand, his eyes shining with anticipation.

This belt is the most valuable trophy from this annihilation of the bandits!

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(End of this chapter)